Yellowthirteen
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(first time, sorry if its too long!)
I am 40. Married. Three kids. Great, non-commercial job. I used to be really good at swimming and trained a lot when I was younger. But then student life got the best of me: going out, drinking and smoking became the norm. Those days are long gone, but some of the habits are not. About a year ago, I figured it was time to quit ALL the bad habits, especially the smoking. So I decided to go back to the excercise I used to love and now I swim once a week. Sometimes twice.
My marriage is good. I will never leave my wife. But I do like to look and think about other women. I get hard thinking about women I do, and dont know, who show me their bodies, no strings attached. Just because I am curious about what they look like beneath their carefully selected clothes. I want to look at their bare flesh that they hide from everyone but their partners and stroke myself to an orgasm. Thats it. More could happen, I guess, but Im not looking for a fuck or a blowjob. Im looking to see what their breasts look like and what form the pussylips take. It excites me that women would not mind showing all this to me.
The swimmingpool gives me the advantage of much less layers of carefully selected clothes. I know I can't just force myself upon some poor woman and get her to show me the goods. But having said that, I know that lots of women fantasize about being dominated mildly and about being TOLD what to do.
At my local pool, I see quite a few ladies swimming laps like me, trying to shape up or keep fit. Most don't last very long, max a couple of months. I tend to keep to myself and just do my thing. But obviously keeping my eyes open, even under water, when my goggles come in handy. I noticed that there was this one lady, maybe a bit older than me, who had started swimming two months after I had. She always wore a dark blue swimsuit, one piece. And she wore dark goggles, like me,
I normally went on wednesdays and some saturdays. I almost always saw her on wednesday. Like I said, I never said hello, because I kept to myself. But three months ago, I got to the pool at my usual early morning time, and found it closed. I should have known, because it was a bankholiday. I turned round to leave, when I saw the dark swimsuited lady walking towards the entrance. She looked enquiringly at me.
"Is the pool closed?" she asked. It was the first time I heard her voice, which was quite low and carried a local accent.
"Yeah, because of the bankholiday, I guess," I said, trying to sound less annoyed than I actually was.
"I had wondered about that, but forgot to check the website... oh well. Next week again." She sounded as though she didn't mind at all that the pool was closed.
Without exchanging another word, we left. Whilst walking to my car, I saw her get in hers, which had at least one empty childseat in the back. Since that morning, she became the only person I sometimes said hello to during my regular visits to the pool. She wasn't as punctual as I was when it came to what time she arrived at the pool. One week we would nearly arrive together, the next I would see her dive in, just as I got out. But the last few wednesdays, we had arrived around the same time, so, we also finished around the same time.
That was why, for the first time in nearly a year, four weeks ago now, I found myself in the showers after finishing my laps, looking at her. She was, for the first time, standing a couple of metres away, giving her hair a quick wash. She was slightly smaller than me, probably around 170 cm. I couldn't tell what her breasts were like, because the suit looked quite a tight fit. From what I could see, they seemed like a 80b.
It was now that I first saw that she was wearing a weddingring. I also saw that she was well proportioned for her hight. Her curvey hips and legs didn't match a super model, but this was a real person, in real life and not some silly magazine or tv programme. I had to honestly conclude that her body was great. I immediately grew curious about her breasts and also wondered what she looked like between her legs. I dont care if a woman shaves or not. I just want to know what it looks like and if she will be willing to bare it all to me and watch me stroke my cock looking at her.
She caught me staring, I am sure of it, but acted as if she hadn't. I turned my back towards her, as if I was giving myself one last rinse before going for my locker. And then it hit me.
I realised that even though she did not know who I was, she did know that I was a pretty harmless guy. I mean, she had seen me for months and months and we had hardly spoken to each other. I had been minding my own business. She probably knew what car I drove and that mine also had child seats in the back, that my name and adress were known with the pool administration. In other words, I was hardly a person to be afraid of.
I became hard instantly after my plan had sprung to mind. I would hit on her, but not today. I would build it up slightly. I turned round again to face her. She had just stepped away from the shower and grabbed her towel. I know she saw my hardening cock. Her eyes had quickly checked out my package.
"This is the first time we are showering together." I proposed.
She smiled: "Indeed. After about a year. We have talked though, on that bank holiday, remember?"
"Of course I remember. Listen, will you be here the same time next week?" It was a question, but I sounded slightly demanding as well. She eyed me with a curious smile.
"Yes, I think I will. I really want to make an effort to go as early as possible. Gives me more of a morning." She fell silent for a moment and then said: "You allways start at the same time, dont you. I would love to be that disciplined."
We walked to the lockers together and discovered that ours were not far from eachother. I got my bag with clothes and my shoes.
"Well, untill next week then," I said, before I moved into a changing cabin.
"Yes. See you next week."
The next wednesday, we started about the same time. I made sure that I exited the water as soon as I saw her do it. We were at the shower area together, again.
"Hello."
"Hi," she greeted in return.
"Very good of you to be on time again," I complimented her with honesty. "Lots of time this morning to do other things!"
She smiled and laughed a bit. "Yep, indeed, that the idea. Thanks."
"Im also glad you did, for another reason." I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because I want to make you a proposal." The words came out in a forcefull flow. No hesitations. I had prepared this for a week and executed it to the letter.
"A proposal?? What sort of proposal? Why?"
I was quiet for a while and finished soaping of my body.
"Its a personal proposal, of a slight sexual nature." My voice was low and I looked straight at her.
She just looked at me. Probably deciding to get mad with me or not. I spoke again before she did.
"We dont know each other. I dont want to get involved in your life. But if you are curious about my proposal, I hope to see you again, same time next week. Then I will make my wishes known to you. If you don't want this, then come at a later time and I will know that you are not interested and I will leave you alone."
I looked at her body, openly now, not caring anymore if she saw me. "I hope you will come."
She didnt say anything. She just eyed me. We walked back to the cabins again together and it became obvious that we always took the same lockers.
She stood by her locker and just looked at me. I made an effort to dry my costume with my towel.
"I am married, you know. I'm a mother as well." she spoke quietly.
"I saw the ring." I said. "And you have seen mine. I dont want to get in between what you have with your husband. That is not what this is about."
With that, I walked towards her and entered a cabin close to where she stood. I closed the door and immediately took off my tight speedo's. My cock was semi hard and grew harder once free from its confinement. With intent, I let my trunks hit the floor right next to the door, so I was sure she would see them. I heard her pause at the other side of the door. Then she went into a cabin a few doors down from mine.
I knew she would be there. I knew I had struck the right chord, but I wasnt there yet.
And she was there. She was even earlier than I was! After exiting the pool together, we had our shower meeting again. Casually.
"So. You came," I immediately began. As if exactly one week had not passed at all.
"I did." she said.
"That means you want to hear my proposal?"
She nodded.
"I want to hear you say it. Nodding is not enough," I said gently but firmly. I had to establish my line.
She looked at me and blushed. "I want to hear your proposal. Tell me."
"We will change into and out of our bathing suits, together. In the same cabin. Part of the deal is that you will do exactly as I tell you. We will start next week. If you do not want to conform yourself to my terms, just come later, like you could have done today. In that case I will know you made another choice and things will change back to like they were a few weeks ago. But if you conform and come same time next week, you will do as I say. You understand that, dont you?
She nodded. Then quickly said: "I understand. Two questions though. Why me and how do I know I can trust you?"
I looked at her and said: "Because you are here, and I am curious about your body. You can trust me to not hurt or harm you and to keep this our secret. My wife doesn't know about this, as I'm sure your husband doesnot either?"
She acknowledged my guess and I continued: "We have the easy opportunity to some fun. I will never leave my wife, but I want to know what YOU look like without your swimsuit. I want to see what normally only your husband sees. It's making me hard allready, and you are still clothed. Im sure you can see my hard cock pressing against my suit?"
She looked again and nodded.
I went on: "For next week, dont do anything you wouldn't normally do. So only shave if you were going to allready. Nothing extra for me. Don't wear underwear your normally would not wear. Be normal. You intrigue me like you are."
With that, I entered a cabin and put all my stuff on the bench. I was in a cabin near to her locker again. I looked at her and pulled down my trunks. My big, hard cock pointed straight towards her. I closed the door and said: "See you next week." I quickly got dressed and left.
So thats how I ended up today, walking towards the pool as usual... Will you come?
I am 40. Married. Three kids. Great, non-commercial job. I used to be really good at swimming and trained a lot when I was younger. But then student life got the best of me: going out, drinking and smoking became the norm. Those days are long gone, but some of the habits are not. About a year ago, I figured it was time to quit ALL the bad habits, especially the smoking. So I decided to go back to the excercise I used to love and now I swim once a week. Sometimes twice.
My marriage is good. I will never leave my wife. But I do like to look and think about other women. I get hard thinking about women I do, and dont know, who show me their bodies, no strings attached. Just because I am curious about what they look like beneath their carefully selected clothes. I want to look at their bare flesh that they hide from everyone but their partners and stroke myself to an orgasm. Thats it. More could happen, I guess, but Im not looking for a fuck or a blowjob. Im looking to see what their breasts look like and what form the pussylips take. It excites me that women would not mind showing all this to me.
The swimmingpool gives me the advantage of much less layers of carefully selected clothes. I know I can't just force myself upon some poor woman and get her to show me the goods. But having said that, I know that lots of women fantasize about being dominated mildly and about being TOLD what to do.
At my local pool, I see quite a few ladies swimming laps like me, trying to shape up or keep fit. Most don't last very long, max a couple of months. I tend to keep to myself and just do my thing. But obviously keeping my eyes open, even under water, when my goggles come in handy. I noticed that there was this one lady, maybe a bit older than me, who had started swimming two months after I had. She always wore a dark blue swimsuit, one piece. And she wore dark goggles, like me,
I normally went on wednesdays and some saturdays. I almost always saw her on wednesday. Like I said, I never said hello, because I kept to myself. But three months ago, I got to the pool at my usual early morning time, and found it closed. I should have known, because it was a bankholiday. I turned round to leave, when I saw the dark swimsuited lady walking towards the entrance. She looked enquiringly at me.
"Is the pool closed?" she asked. It was the first time I heard her voice, which was quite low and carried a local accent.
"Yeah, because of the bankholiday, I guess," I said, trying to sound less annoyed than I actually was.
"I had wondered about that, but forgot to check the website... oh well. Next week again." She sounded as though she didn't mind at all that the pool was closed.
Without exchanging another word, we left. Whilst walking to my car, I saw her get in hers, which had at least one empty childseat in the back. Since that morning, she became the only person I sometimes said hello to during my regular visits to the pool. She wasn't as punctual as I was when it came to what time she arrived at the pool. One week we would nearly arrive together, the next I would see her dive in, just as I got out. But the last few wednesdays, we had arrived around the same time, so, we also finished around the same time.
That was why, for the first time in nearly a year, four weeks ago now, I found myself in the showers after finishing my laps, looking at her. She was, for the first time, standing a couple of metres away, giving her hair a quick wash. She was slightly smaller than me, probably around 170 cm. I couldn't tell what her breasts were like, because the suit looked quite a tight fit. From what I could see, they seemed like a 80b.
It was now that I first saw that she was wearing a weddingring. I also saw that she was well proportioned for her hight. Her curvey hips and legs didn't match a super model, but this was a real person, in real life and not some silly magazine or tv programme. I had to honestly conclude that her body was great. I immediately grew curious about her breasts and also wondered what she looked like between her legs. I dont care if a woman shaves or not. I just want to know what it looks like and if she will be willing to bare it all to me and watch me stroke my cock looking at her.
She caught me staring, I am sure of it, but acted as if she hadn't. I turned my back towards her, as if I was giving myself one last rinse before going for my locker. And then it hit me.
I realised that even though she did not know who I was, she did know that I was a pretty harmless guy. I mean, she had seen me for months and months and we had hardly spoken to each other. I had been minding my own business. She probably knew what car I drove and that mine also had child seats in the back, that my name and adress were known with the pool administration. In other words, I was hardly a person to be afraid of.
I became hard instantly after my plan had sprung to mind. I would hit on her, but not today. I would build it up slightly. I turned round again to face her. She had just stepped away from the shower and grabbed her towel. I know she saw my hardening cock. Her eyes had quickly checked out my package.
"This is the first time we are showering together." I proposed.
She smiled: "Indeed. After about a year. We have talked though, on that bank holiday, remember?"
"Of course I remember. Listen, will you be here the same time next week?" It was a question, but I sounded slightly demanding as well. She eyed me with a curious smile.
"Yes, I think I will. I really want to make an effort to go as early as possible. Gives me more of a morning." She fell silent for a moment and then said: "You allways start at the same time, dont you. I would love to be that disciplined."
We walked to the lockers together and discovered that ours were not far from eachother. I got my bag with clothes and my shoes.
"Well, untill next week then," I said, before I moved into a changing cabin.
"Yes. See you next week."
The next wednesday, we started about the same time. I made sure that I exited the water as soon as I saw her do it. We were at the shower area together, again.
"Hello."
"Hi," she greeted in return.
"Very good of you to be on time again," I complimented her with honesty. "Lots of time this morning to do other things!"
She smiled and laughed a bit. "Yep, indeed, that the idea. Thanks."
"Im also glad you did, for another reason." I said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because I want to make you a proposal." The words came out in a forcefull flow. No hesitations. I had prepared this for a week and executed it to the letter.
"A proposal?? What sort of proposal? Why?"
I was quiet for a while and finished soaping of my body.
"Its a personal proposal, of a slight sexual nature." My voice was low and I looked straight at her.
She just looked at me. Probably deciding to get mad with me or not. I spoke again before she did.
"We dont know each other. I dont want to get involved in your life. But if you are curious about my proposal, I hope to see you again, same time next week. Then I will make my wishes known to you. If you don't want this, then come at a later time and I will know that you are not interested and I will leave you alone."
I looked at her body, openly now, not caring anymore if she saw me. "I hope you will come."
She didnt say anything. She just eyed me. We walked back to the cabins again together and it became obvious that we always took the same lockers.
She stood by her locker and just looked at me. I made an effort to dry my costume with my towel.
"I am married, you know. I'm a mother as well." she spoke quietly.
"I saw the ring." I said. "And you have seen mine. I dont want to get in between what you have with your husband. That is not what this is about."
With that, I walked towards her and entered a cabin close to where she stood. I closed the door and immediately took off my tight speedo's. My cock was semi hard and grew harder once free from its confinement. With intent, I let my trunks hit the floor right next to the door, so I was sure she would see them. I heard her pause at the other side of the door. Then she went into a cabin a few doors down from mine.
I knew she would be there. I knew I had struck the right chord, but I wasnt there yet.
And she was there. She was even earlier than I was! After exiting the pool together, we had our shower meeting again. Casually.
"So. You came," I immediately began. As if exactly one week had not passed at all.
"I did." she said.
"That means you want to hear my proposal?"
She nodded.
"I want to hear you say it. Nodding is not enough," I said gently but firmly. I had to establish my line.
She looked at me and blushed. "I want to hear your proposal. Tell me."
"We will change into and out of our bathing suits, together. In the same cabin. Part of the deal is that you will do exactly as I tell you. We will start next week. If you do not want to conform yourself to my terms, just come later, like you could have done today. In that case I will know you made another choice and things will change back to like they were a few weeks ago. But if you conform and come same time next week, you will do as I say. You understand that, dont you?
She nodded. Then quickly said: "I understand. Two questions though. Why me and how do I know I can trust you?"
I looked at her and said: "Because you are here, and I am curious about your body. You can trust me to not hurt or harm you and to keep this our secret. My wife doesn't know about this, as I'm sure your husband doesnot either?"
She acknowledged my guess and I continued: "We have the easy opportunity to some fun. I will never leave my wife, but I want to know what YOU look like without your swimsuit. I want to see what normally only your husband sees. It's making me hard allready, and you are still clothed. Im sure you can see my hard cock pressing against my suit?"
She looked again and nodded.
I went on: "For next week, dont do anything you wouldn't normally do. So only shave if you were going to allready. Nothing extra for me. Don't wear underwear your normally would not wear. Be normal. You intrigue me like you are."
With that, I entered a cabin and put all my stuff on the bench. I was in a cabin near to her locker again. I looked at her and pulled down my trunks. My big, hard cock pointed straight towards her. I closed the door and said: "See you next week." I quickly got dressed and left.
So thats how I ended up today, walking towards the pool as usual... Will you come?
